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five

five a.m. and I find myself drifting into the heart of darkness too late wary of the messiah who carries his own nails in his pocket

23 comments    god poetry death
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when there are no gods to love

oh Iðunn, what are you to dowhen you have no gods to loveno one to adoreno one to live fora mother without a god childwhen your life is definedby other people's geniusnurturing their sparkslighting their...

12 comments    love poetry poem
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sanctuary in east durham

you sit down on the sofaI curl up at your feet between your legsand rest my head in your lap your legs are solid along my body warm and strongenclosing me with stabilityI find sanctuary here'here is your safe...

10 comments    love arts poetry
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